The Creators: From Night City

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The wooden door creaked open, and the noise from the tavern immediately poured out.

A delicate metal cane lightly tapped the ground, and the arrival of the well-dressed Mr. Jiang, wearing black leather soft armor and a cloak that covered his shoulders, attracted the attention of most people in the tavern.

“Mr. Sabur, over here.” A familiar female voice rang out.

Jiang Bing looked in the direction of the sound and saw several Rogges on their days off sitting in a corner of the tavern. Among them were Ellie and Litan, two old acquaintances of Jiang Bing.

After speaking with Akara, Jiang Bing had essentially passed the political vetting, and the two Rogge members became noticeably more enthusiastic about this powerful 'traveler'.

Under the watchful eyes of the other Rogge members, Jiang Bing calmly sat down at their table, showing no intention of faking it.

Although the tavern was crowded, there was a clear sense of separation between different groups.

These tall, imposing Amazonian rogues formed their own group, drinking and making merry on their own; there was a mixed group of ordinary drinkers, a group of richly dressed nobles and their servants, and a traveler at a separate table. Not only that, but there were no other drinkers around him, as if it were some forbidden zone.

“He is a necromancer who recently visited the camp,” Ellie answered Jiang Bing’s question.

Jiang Bing sized up the necromancer. The man was thin, with long hair and a deathly pale complexion. He was surrounded by a gloomy aura, and his appearance perfectly matched people's stereotypes about necromancers.

The other party keenly noticed Jiang Bing's gaze and immediately returned it with a cold look, his tense face devoid of any expression.

It wasn't until Jiang Bing politely nodded to him that the other party was clearly taken aback.

He hadn't encountered a stranger who dared to greet him in a long time.

However, in response to Jiang Bing's goodwill, he ultimately managed a stiff smile.

A few pieces of oat bread, a bowl of some kind of stew mixed with vegetables (including beans, onions, cabbage, a few pieces of bacon and offal), a few pieces of poor-quality cheese, a bowl of chopped salted pork, a sliced ​​meat pie, and a barrel of light beer—this was the best the tavern could offer these Rogues who risked their lives for the camp.

"I heard you took down that blue-skinned rat in the rocky wilderness," a slightly dizzy Roger raised his glass to Jiang Bing.

"This cup is to thank you for avenging Idonya, Karan, and the other sisters who died at its hands."

The other Rogge members responded enthusiastically, and Jiang Bing, following local custom, also took a few sips. To be honest, the taste was surprisingly good.

I don't know what ingredients this beer was made of, but the malt aroma is quite strong, and the overall fermentation process is also acceptable. It has the unique bitter aroma of grains and hops.

"It was nothing, are you taking a break today?" Jiang Bing asked.

“Even Philios needs to take a nap now and then, let alone us,” Rogge, the first to speak, replied.

She looked at Jiang Bingna's face, which was clearly different from the other drinkers around him, with her narrow, almond-shaped eyes, and then glanced at the cane he used to appear refined. A hint of interest flashed in her eyes.

Kyoko, an Amazonian archer.

The other person stood up and switched places with her smiling companion, sitting next to Jiang Bing. She propped herself up on her elbows and turned to look at him, boldly displaying most of her chest to Jiang Bing.

"Mr. Sabur, are you free tonight?"

Kyoko's next sentence left Jiang Bing speechless.

'No, is it okay for you to be so blunt?' Jiang Bing thought to himself.

But he didn't consider that the Amazon is a matriarchal society, and these tall, beautiful women, who are generally over 1.7 meters tall, are all very proactive and open about sex.

The women of the Blind Sisters are from the conservative faction of the Amazon clans. In the Amazon clans of the Skovos Islands, men have a very low status. In some radical clans, men even "disappear" after conception.

Men on the islands are frequently forced to have sex!

Chapter 690 Blacksmith Chasi

As reformers, the Blind Sisters believed that many of the tribe's rules were unreasonable. After repeatedly protesting and trying to make changes to no avail, they chose to take the artifact "Blind Eye" and start anew.

"After fighting the demons, I think everyone needs to relax."

Kyoko isn't ugly. As a professional Amazon archer, she's not only incredibly strong, but also has an amazing figure. She's curvaceous (though her right breast is half-collapsed), and her red leather armor maintains the style of the Skovos Islands' jungle. The armor only covers the most crucial areas and the knees, leaving most of her shoulders and snow-white thighs exposed, with only a long, slender skirt armor providing some coverage. She's incredibly sexy.

However, Jiang Bing still politely declined.

Kyoko wasn't annoyed. She glanced regretfully at Jiang Bing's handsome face, then sat down at the table and began to eat heartily as if nothing had happened.

This is the demeanor and composure of a veteran artist.

Just as Jiang Bing was about to get up and leave, the wooden door of the tavern was pushed open again, and a woman squeezed in.

Yes, to 'squeeze' into the tavern.

As a woman, she was taller than Jiang Bing, and her muscles bulged like those of an ancient Greek marble sculpture, her full breasts resembling two large papayas.

She was so strong that she looked like a bear, a whole size bigger than the average person, and her thick arms looked powerful.

She stretched a leather apron used for blacksmithing into a high bulge, and apart from a pair of leather gloves on her arms, her bare white shoulders were exposed.

However, the other party didn't care.

"Hi, Charsi, over here," the Rogues greeted them warmly.

Only one stronger woman can subdue a group of strong women.

When the camp blacksmith named 'Chaxi' actually sat down next to Jiang Bing, he realized how burly the man was.

"Ha, it's nice to meet you. You must be the new mage. I am Chasi, as you can see, the camp's blacksmith, a barbarian."

The female blacksmith was very enthusiastic and outgoing.

She picked up a piece of cured meat with a piece of bread, and with one bite, a third of it was gone. Then, a large glass of beer disappeared down her throat with a 'glug glug glug' sound.

“I might need your help to forge a bow, Charsi, because the one we had before was cut down by the Fallen.” Ellie said with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Currently, Charsi is the only qualified blacksmith in the Rogue Encampment. All the logistical support for the camp, including the repair of weapons and armor, the forging of defensive equipment, and the supply of arrows and other materials, rests on her shoulders. Her daily workload is astonishing. If it weren't for the fact that she is a barbarian and strong, she would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.

“No problem, Ellie, I’ll squeeze in some time and make you one to use first. After all, a warrior without a weapon is like running naked in the street.” Chasi’s voice was very hoarse and deep, which complemented her straightforward and generous personality.

“But we can only make do with a regular bow for now, Ellie. You know, we escaped from the monastery in such a hurry that I didn’t have time to bring Horadric Males with me.”

“No problem. In the current situation, having weapons is already a good thing,” Ellie agreed.

After another beer, the female barbarian finally slowed down her eating.

She sighed, scratched her scalp, her golden hair now covered in sweat and oil, looking extremely irritated.

“You don’t know, when Flavii went back to camp to rest, she told me that she saw our corrupted sisters holding freshly made weapons that looked like they were made by Horadric-Malles.”

"I'm afraid this weapon has completely fallen into the hands of the demons, and they're using it against us now," Chasi said, expressing his worries.

The demons of this world are not mindless beasts or chaotic violent madmen. They have civilization, a sophisticated industry, and demons specifically responsible for logistics. They know how to forge and develop tools, and are very skilled at forging war machines. Their magical abilities are also extremely high.

In the eternal war with the angels, their weapons and war machines are in no way inferior to those of the angels in the higher heavens.

"We'll fight our way back to the monastery, Charsi!" the crowd cheered her on.

“That’s right,” Chaxi echoed, encouraging himself.

"Ha, let me eat a little more, then I'll go back to work and make more arrows. You guys give those damn filthy things a good talking to."

Chaxi pounded his chest so hard it shook the heavens, causing a wave of flesh to surge.

Jiang Bing became interested in this young, barbarian blacksmith.

Of course, he wasn't lusting after her body, but rather her forging skills and the forging techniques of the Blind Sisters on her body.

"I think I might be able to help with this." Jiang Bing pushed a plate of pickled fish in front of the other person so that the other person wouldn't have nothing to eat.

"you?"

Chaxi's eyes revealed distrust.

“If you can really take Horadric Males back from the demons, that will be a great help. I guarantee the entire Blind Sisterhood will be grateful to you, Mage. You will become our most respected ally and earn the respect of all of us.”

Chasi looked at Jiang Bing, whose face was as calm as still water, with his blue eyes, and then changed the subject to emphasize: "But it should be stored in the foundry of the monastery's military camp right now, where hundreds or thousands of demons are lurking. Going in rashly would be suicide."

After Andariel occupied the monastery, she didn't sit idle. In fact, while corrupting the souls and bodies of the captured and murdered Rogues of the Blind Sisters, she also mobilized her demons to build fortresses, strengthen the city's defenses, construct unique defensive siege equipment, and imbue the monastery with evil hellish protective magic. She had already transformed the entire monastery into an impregnable fortress, just waiting for any headstrong invaders to crash into it and suffer heavy losses.

Demons, especially high-ranking demons, are not stupid. On the contrary, their intelligence surpasses that of most humans in the world, and they are incredibly experienced in warfare.

Millions of years of war with the High Heavens had allowed them to accumulate immeasurable combat experience and war-fighting techniques. Although the Burning Hells could not directly supply the mortal world due to the Sanctuary barrier, Andariel had already transformed the monastery into a qualified war fortress in a short period of time by simply using the limited resources at hand.

It can be said that this fortress, personally guarded by Andariel, is sufficient to fulfill the task given to her by the Dark Wanderer—to block all pursuers who want to go east and turn this place into a meat grinder.

Chapter 691 The Priests of Rasmar

This is also why Akara and Kasha wanted to rescue Deckard Cain. They wanted to use his mind to see if they could come up with an alternative solution. Otherwise, let alone eliminating Andariel, the existing Rogues would not even be able to breach the monastery's gates.

If they can't even do that, then there's no way they can reclaim their holy land.

“I want to trade that hammer you mentioned for your forging skills, Chasi.”

"No problem," the young female blacksmith, who seemed to hold a high position in the blind monastery, readily agreed without even asking Akara for permission.

"If you can bring Horadric Males back, I can not only teach you the art of forging, but also create a magical item just for you."

Jiang Bing raised his glass and clinked it with the other party's, thus completing the deal.

"It's still early, could you take me to see your workplace?"

Chaxi stared at Jiang Bing's serious expression, her face filled with confusion.

But she made a decision quickly.

"why not?"

The next day, Kasha found Jiang Bing in the blacksmith's workshop in the northeast corner of the camp.

Guided by the blacksmith apprentices who were helping out, Kasha found his goal deep inside the workshop.

When she arrived at the furnace, she found the self-proclaimed skilled 'craftsman' swinging a small hammer, while Charsey, the magical blacksmith from their blind sisterhood, was swinging a large hammer beside him.

The two of them were inseparable, their interactions seamless and perfectly coordinated. They were inseparable, as sweet as honey. Kasha, on the other hand, felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, standing on the edge of an abyss, as if she were being doused with cold water and holding ice in her arms, or like Trump giving a speech on stage, facing imminent disaster.

It seems like my precious child is about to be kidnapped.

Qiaxi was completely impressed by Jiang Bing, both by his casting skills and his powerful physique.

"boom!"

A heavy hammer struck a metal spearhead, sparks flying, completing the shaping. Jiang Bing then used a small hammer in his hand to strike like a storm, precisely hitting all the minute deformations invisible to the naked eye, making the entire spearhead's structure more aerodynamic. After completing the fine-tuning, he flicked his wrist and threw it into the large cart behind him.

These javelins had filled the entire large carriage.

"What's up?" Jiang Bing, who had relaxed for half the night, was in a very good mood and put down the blacksmith's hammer in his hand to ask.

"What's this?" Kasha walked to the car, picked up a metal spearhead, and carefully felt the sharpness of the spear tip with his hand.

"Great stuff!" That was the assessment from this powerful warrior who almost reached the level of an Amazonian Valkyrie.

The spearhead wasn't particularly powerful or sharp; it was made of ordinary iron alloy and had no magical power added to it. At best, it could only be considered an ordinary weapon.

However, the person who made it crafted it to perfection.

"Since we're just sitting around anyway, I might as well help ease your logistical burden." Jiang Bing stirred the molten metal in the furnace to make the melting reaction more thorough.

He spoke casually, but Chasi was very excited and asked Kasha for credit.

“Kasha, you don’t know, Sabur helped improve an alloy formula that can greatly increase the toughness and tensile strength of metals. Look at these spearheads, they are all made of this alloy without any magic mixed in, but I guarantee that they are several times stronger and more durable than before.”

Amazons not only use bows and arrows as weapons, but they are also experts in the use of javelins. Kasha was naturally a master of this, and she knew that Chasi's words were true as soon as she tried them out, without even having to test them in person.

"So, what do you want from me?" Jiang Bing spoke again, stopping the rest of the business flattery.

"What have you thought about the matter we discussed yesterday, Your Excellency Sabur?" Kasha was not one to mince words and stated his purpose directly.

"So urgent?" Jiang Bing sensed from the other party's words that the situation at the Rogue Encampment seemed to be not good.

“The demon army is surging everywhere. They slaughter the innocent, even desecrate the dead, and mutilate corpses. With each passing day, the demons’ power grows stronger,” Kasha explained the reason for his side’s anxiety.

“Akara asked me to invite you to the upcoming action discussion,” Kasha extended the invitation.

Jiang Bing thought for a moment, then signaled to Chaxi to take over his position, while he and Kasha set off, talking as they walked.

Has the situation gotten that bad?

Kasha crossed his arms, pondered for a moment, and finally revealed some new information to Jiang Bing.

“Our sisters on the front lines have sent back new information: Andariel’s minions have taken over the Burial Grounds and are trying to corrupt it.”

"A burial ground?"

"That place is where the bones of all the warriors who died in the past are buried. The demons have taken over the place and can easily summon a huge army of the dead using the bodies of the warriors."

"In reality, they don't belong to the category of the undead, but are merely shells inhabited by twisted hellish souls." A gloomy voice rang out from not far away.

The speaker was standing opposite Akara, looking at the two of them with a pale face.

He was the necromancer Jiang Bing had seen at the tavern yesterday.